Twinkle, twinkle...

... chocolate bar
My mummy drives a rusty car
Start the engine, pull the choke
And off we go in a puff of smoke
Twinkle, twinkle chocolate bar
My mummy drives a rusty car.

A song the four year taught me to try to cheer the baby sister up. It usually works.

But it's a non-childminding Wednesday as it's the nursery Christmas show with the four year old in the role of 'girl who decorates the Christmas tree'. There are only two tickets per child and as both her mummy and daddy can go I'll have to rely on a report from them.

Frosty, sunny, chilly morning. Lovely for a walk and some work in the garden. It's amazing how much you can still sweep up, even in the middle of December. Evidence of the snowdrops pushing through the frozen ground which is always good to see.

The frosty, star-shaped sempervivums are in an ancient terracotta trough and don't mind any weather conditions.